For many, many years I drove a vehicle like this:
I loved this vehicle because when I drove it everyone knew I was a MOM. I transported my kids, their friends, their stuff, their groceries, their Christmas presents, their diaper bags, car seats, and stuffed toys, their book bags, their sleeping bags, their sporting gear, their EVERYTHING! Driving that van was all about them! That van fit all six of us comfortably and we rarely heard the dreaded phrase "She's touching me"! It carried us on many family vacations to the coast, to Disney World, to San Diego, to North Dakota and beyond. I can't even begin to calculate how many trips it took to the dentist and doctor. Really that van was almost like a member of the family. It was faithful, dependable, and trust-worthy. And I never realized how much that van defined my identity - I was a mom and proud of it.
But times change. And even though I am still a mom, it's different now. I am needed in different ways but not so much in the transportation department anymore. Our poor van had many, many miles on it but it was such a trooper and was just like the Little Engine That Could - it just kept driving along. But the older it got, to more gas it used and since it was my vehicle to drive back and forth to work it became obvious that a smaller, more gas efficient vehicle would be a better option. So now I am driving this:
And I like it. It's definitely taken a bit of time to get used to being able to reach anywhere in the vehicle without leaving the drivers seat. I am getting more accustomed to the "go-cart" feeling from being seated so close to the road. I adjusted right away to having a car that is "my" car. I like how it is peppy and quick and I can fit into tight parking spots - no problem. Going to the gas station half as much is joyful. But I find myself still a bit sentimental about the old van and its statement about who I was and I find myself trying to understand where I am in my life now that I am "redefined" by a sportier, smaller vehicle. This vehicle change signifies a changepoint in my life. I like where I was and I think I like where I'm going but. . .
I find myself asking, "Can't I drive both?"